Ouroboros Spine PACK ACTIVITY: remember all the roads

More wolves gathered. Some spoke, one antagonized, and others remained silent. When Nanuk advised Arverk to lead, Tatsuya did not dispute it. Secretly, he was grateful to have someone other than Kroc, Kerosene or Echelon take the lead. Mostly because opportunities to lead – even happenings such as this – did not come often. The leaders lead, but the underlings were the heart of any pack. Without those pledged to you and yours, there would be no pack. There was only so much a band of misfits could accomplish. The Spine was no measly band. They were so much more. Pack mentality is a curious thing.

These thoughts were unforeseen and left him wondering where the hell they came from, so Tatsuya quietly twined through the bodies from time to time. More often than not he brought up the back. Their group crept closer to the foxes' domicile. Scent overrode sentiment and mentation, rushing to Arverk's side with silent steps. Unlike Nanuk, Kapvik had no design to arrogate. He stood by the whale's side as a soundless reminder that he was here – they were all here – as one unit. Dispersing could result in some of the little bastards slipping away were they not mindful. Perhaps Arverk knew this already...Nevertheless, he was there; a symbol of quiet assurance and tethered fervor.